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A wealthy banker dies leaving his daughter with riches hidden in the decreasingly-wild west. Taking his last breath, he guides her towards a mysterious man - an ex-gang member who can help her find her inheritance before it's too late This story is set in 1890s, however it's a fiction so take every detail with a pinch of salt. Some parts will be purely fictional for the sake of the story/characters [contains mature language, sexual situations, violence, and other adult themes]

Your words stabbed my heart, and I cried tears of pain. "Get out!" I shouted. "These are the last tears I'll never cry for you." So you left. I waited hours, but you didn't return. That night by myself I cried tears of frustration. I waited weeks, but you had nothing to say. Thinking of your voice, I cried tears of loneliness. I waited months, but you left no sign for me. In the depths of my heart, I cried tears of despair. How strange that all these tears could not wash away the hurt. Then one thought of love pierced my bitterness. I remembered you in the sunlight, with a smile as sweet as May wine. A tear of gratitude started to fall, and miraculously, you were back. Soft fingers touched my cheek, and you bent over for a kiss. "Why have you come?" I whispered. "To wipe away your last tear," you replied. "It was the one you saved for me."

Dancing the Dream is a 1992 book of poems and reflections written by American recording artist Michael Jackson.

"He was suspended right there before her, ready, ripe for the taking." Two friends, one a mentor, the other her understudy, find themselves falling for one another no matter how hard they try to fight it. [18+ for explicit sexual content]

Over the years, Michael Jackson becomes a fate Diana Ross resigns herself to. [21+ // CW: sexual situations, drug references, strong language, death]

[Completed] [18+] It's summer, 1979 when Michael Jackson turns 21, releases "Off the Wall," and meets his first love. ~*~*~ Nicole: You're in hotels a lot, huh? Michael: Yes. Most would pause to wonder how often is "a lot," but Michael didn't. He answered very matter-of-factly. Nicole could relate to the feeling of loneliness, being the only child of two hard-working parents. She watched his hands continue to play on the table, now reaching for the dish of sugar packets. He pulled out two, tipping them together like a tippee. Then mirrored the motion with two more. Nicole: You seem like a lonely person... I am too. She wasn't sure what propelled the words. Instantly Nicole felt the urge to apologize. Still pinching the sugar, Michael's eyes drifted up to hers, meeting for a second before looking away again. There was something about this stranger, maybe the softness in his bashful smile, that Nicole felt like she could trust. And if not, oh well, she'd never see him again anyway. Michael: Then we should be friends. We can be lonely together. ~*~*~ 🌻 This is a love story with a slow build. I promise, it's worth the wait! ⭐ Winner of the 2022 Michael Jackson FanFiction Awards for "Best Off the Wall Era FanFic" Highest Ranking: #5 in michaeljackson; #1 in michaeljacksonfanfiction; #1 in kingofpop, #1 in icon, #9 in fandom 🎤Inspired by true events in the life of Michael Jackson... but largely fictional.

Just moments before we were discussing the weather-How rainy it had been. The nights sky's had been nothing but nature's shower-head, pummeling down as if the earth needed a good wash. The days were like hair hours after a rinse-Damp. Mistiness clung to the air, mud clung to the ground, and here he was; clung to me. ⋆˚࿔ Warning: Sexual content. Reader's Discretion is Advised. ⓒ 2025 All Rights Reserved.

A Michael Jackson fanfic. Started~ October 14th, 2018 Rewriting; started~ December 19th, 2020 Completed~ not yet :) Jadelyn Birken lived a quite boring life and never had stepped foot into a public school until high school. Due to her little connection to the town, the only exception of her being on the town's recreational soccer team, she barely has any friends. Jadie's life changes when Michael Jackson and his family becomes her new next door neighbors. He introduces her to the world and the wonders it has to offer. Michael gets thrown into the limelight of Hollywood and music contracts at the early age of twelve, unknowing of the lies and betrayal in the industry. His family moves to a small town for the year to complete their latest album. Months later, he leaves his best friend Jadie behind, alone in the small town of Pattonville, to tour around the world. As time goes on, Michael loses contact, missing her at first, but soon accepting their fate as his favorite distant childhood memories. As he has no time to spare, even for himself, between writing music and producing it. Jadie waited nearly everyday for the phone to ring and to hear his soft voice. Eventually, she moves on, proceeding with her life like Michael so clearly did. Until she shows up, front row, some years later, at his concert. Of course, like every other love story, there will be ups and downs. Will Hollywood and the fame get to him? Will he crack under pressure? Do they finally get their happy ending? •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• "Why were you laughing at me, boy?" I demand, furrowing my eyebrows and crossing my arms. "Because you're adorable," He smiles and pats my head. Instantly, my sour mood is gone and my heart swells. This man will be the death of me. "Stop it," I blush, embarrassed. He pulls me in for a hug and kisses my forehead, "Never."

"Guh suck yuh madda !"